E Dot Pizzle - A Collection of Moments

I've Moved - It's Official - Check me out at http://edotpizzle.wordpress.com/

2009-01-04T20:42:00.000-08:00

Well...I've been speculating for about 2 months now and I figured I wouldn't step foot into the first "full" week of January without completing my transition to WORDPRESS :) Yay....

So - now you can check it me out at http://edotpizzle.wordpress.com/

I've combined all of my personal finance blog and my regular blog.....enjoy!

Hello 2009!! (Oh yeah and Merry Christmas)

2008-12-31T09:48:00.000-08:00

If I was being honest, I'd say that this was the best year of my life. Part of me is scared to see 2008 leave. Even with the whole "recession" and major life changing events, I wouldn't change this year for the world.

In 2008 I learned so much, I saw so much and I gained so much. I learned that a man could love a woman so fiercely - so quickly, so SOLIDLY...that he would sacrifice EVERYTHING to let the world know!

What greater gift could I ever ask for, than God giving me the love of my life?? Christmas came early and nothing else - HONESTLY, really mattered...all year.

Okay - scratch that, Barack Obama (period).That's all I really need to say about that.

Falling in love was amazing. Falling in love in one day was delicious. I wish every woman could experience that feeling. Perhaps, what makes it so special is that I was one of the few select people to experience it....hmm? I don't know.

2009, they say is the year of judgement. Things that you may have "gotten away with" during 2008, those things will come into judgement in 2009. That's a bit scary, don't you think?

Great if you've sown goodness into people, yourself and others. Not so great if you've sucked at life and haven't done anything positive.

I guess this is the time where I'm supposed to put up my new year's resolutions, right?

I think I really only have ONE.

To be the best me I can be.

So okay 2009....I'm ready for you :)

I've gotta write!

2008-12-19T08:13:00.000-08:00

Oh Ms Blog - how I've missed thee?! This silly Christmas shopping, wedding planning, budget crunching, mountain moving, business developing, weight losing - I have no time for my precious blog :(

So I've been inundated with people talking about using your gifts. At church, at leadership conferences, amongst friends, even training at work - and I'm like WOW! Clearly I'm hearing this for a purpose.

I've got to write out the main things I will accomplish with this gift pregnancy I'm trying to bring to full term. With things being in the first trimester, its scary to talk about it, for fear that my dream may die early. Nonetheless....I know what I have to do.

Dust my book off the shelf and finish her. I have 10 more chapters to write. I read it the other day and I actually enjoyed reading my own writing....It was just this great feeling - of confirmation. That what I had to say, mattered to someone...at least to myself.

Next, I must pursue Noni, so that I have an additional stream of income to field my various dreams.

Take my blogging to another level - get a real name, theme, perhaps switch to Wordpress , start labeling, get someone to make me a cool website, purchase a domain name, get involved in other blogging ventures...get serious...

Lastly, I have got to develop my business with one of my business partners and best girlfriends from college. We owe it to ourselves to do what we do best...

So I'm gettting serious. Before 2009 comes, I'm going to make some major life changes to the way I approach my gifts.

I've GOTTA write write write....right now :)

I don't like the format...

2008-12-10T09:29:00.000-08:00

Okay normally I love all things Google (I'm currently OBESSED with Google Reader @ this moment) - but I've had a recent run-in with Wordpress and I must say, I enjoy their blog functionality WAAAAAAY more than I like Blogger. I need to figure out some way to import my blog to Wordpress, without losing my cool comments and my loyal fanbase, lol.

Any suggestions? I know how to import the blog (I think) but to get people forwarded to my new page - that's where I'm slightly concerned/clueless.

LOL - HELP!

Thanksgiving, Reviews and Randomness....

2008-11-26T08:23:00.000-08:00

November marks my favorite time of the year....the absolute BESTEST three months of the year begin in NOVEMBER :)

First you have my birthday, then Thanksgiving. Followed by all of the great Christmas parties at work, Christmas Eve (which is SO much better than Christmas day), Christmas day, then New Year's Eve and FINALLY New Year's day.

And before you get too settled into work...BAM! There's MLK day ;)

I love it!

I have so much to be Thankful for this year.

In the midst of a recession...God has blessed to be in a better financial position than I've ever been in my entire life. He's blessed me with a great family, wonderful friends and most of all - he gave me the love of my life this year.

2008 brought us our first African American First Lady! Oh yeah...and the fabulousness that is Sasha and Malia.

God blessed us with a man who's name MEANS blessing - BARACK OBAMA.

And Beyonce came out with a CD on my birthday....lol.

What could be better?

Has anyone been watching that new show, "Brothers to Brutha" on BET? At first I thought these were some corny kids from LA. But last night, I was watching this show and boo-hooing! The show is really good and these kids (and they're daddy and uncle) need some serious counseling! The show is really good though and of course, right after it was my favorite KEYSHIA COLE. I swear, I pray for that family more than I do some folks that I know! BET finally stopped trying to copycat MTV so obviously with these two shows...so step in the right direction (or something like that).

In Randomness - I want to find a claymation movie to watch this weekend. Perhaps Rudolph will do ;)

Tis the Season!

So...I'm 26?!?

2008-11-18T11:06:00.000-08:00

Today has been sort of uneventful...

and I'm cool with it.

All of the things that matter are in place :)

So - I'm blessed to have one more year!

I think that's it.

Something More?

2008-11-13T12:38:00.000-08:00

Don't you need something more?

Or want something more than just...this?

I'm trying not to sound preachy, but it's hard because I don't understand "us" sometimes.

And I feel as though myspace and facebook further "puts us out there" and showcases the things we consider to be acceptable.

I'm so disheartened when I see the same middle/high school politics still plague our people.

In high school, the "cool" kids were measured by how expensive their clothes were, how much they DID NOT achieve, who was the cutest/finest, who rocked the best hairstyle, etc...so on and so forth.

Don't get me wrong. I do believe the a person MUST put their best foot forward. They SHOULD be well dressed, appropriate for any given environment, and should be well kept.

However...what I'm describing, is NOT the same thing as the "high school" mentality.

What I'm describing is being professional and taking pride in oneself.

But what I'm seeing on these networking websites is enough to make me wanna scream!! Are we still promoting the fact that we're spending exorbitant amounts of money on ridiculous name brands?

Like....really?

Are you bragging that you just bought some tacky "Prada," "Louie," or "Gucci?"

Off some knock-off website?

I'm just flabbergasted.

I mean...really?

My question to you is how much money do you have in your 401(k)?

Are you interested in becoming a home owner? And if so, how much money do you have saved up for your down payment?

Are your credit cards maxed out? Do you have good credit?

How about investments - do you have bonds, stocks, cds?

Do you bounce checks - or is your checking account in order?

Do you still live with your momma??

Who's taking care of your kids?

Does partying in the club, drinking up all of your money, sporting the latest "ish," and wearing the flyest gear make you feel accomplished?

My people - we can no longer think we're wealthy or "ballinnnnnnnn" if we're spending money on FOOLISHNESS that depreciates with value.

Didn't you watch "Baby Boy?" There's the BUTTA and the GUNZ. LOL.

It just makes me soo - upset and sad for us...

Let's use the fact that we're living in a time where we can celebrate...INTELLIGENCE :)

Not gaudy 10K jewelery and cloudy (blemished) diamonds.

You're wasting your money and your net worth is in the negative.

Rant.

Giddy...

2008-11-04T03:42:00.001-08:00

Never in my life have I felt like I do this morning. I woke up in the middle of the night, permeated with anticipation. I likened the feeling to being an eager kid on Christmas morning - waiting for my parents to get up - as I wait for my poll partner to come get me this morning, to VOTE. The thought of changing our nation's history brings me to tears...really? A black man, as president of the United States? But so much more than just a black man....a leader who comes along once in a lifetime. I'm honored to cast my vote in his name. Barack - defined as "blessed" or "to bless."

Can you imagine feeling like an election is spiritual?

I can't wait to run to the polls...

I can't wait to don my pin, with Barack's face on it, on my way to work, after my ballot has been cast.

I feel a part of something bigger than me.

Something larger than life.

The audacity of Hope.

A dream deferred.....

suddenly REALIZED.

My way of processing life...

2008-10-09T14:56:00.000-07:00

After reading my spbff's blog, "I believe" I decided to write my beliefs...or my way of processing the world around me.

I wish I was cool enough to think of this on my own, but I'm not...someone told it to me and dared me to find my own set of "filters" to define my life.

Basically the concept is, figure out what's most important to you and rank those things. Process your thoughts, beliefs, morals and situations accordingly and let the chips fall as they may.

For me - before August 23rd, 2008, my top three were that I'm a Christian FIRST, an African-American SECOND and a Woman THIRD. SO - I filter my beliefs, value system, conflicts, attitude, opinion accordingly. For example, let's say my girlfriend tells me she's thinking about cheating on her husband (who's hasn't been the best guy all around) because she's fed up with all she endured in the past and she's ready to move on. Some woman who are WOMEN first may say - You go girl...get yours.
Not me - the first test is moral - what would a Christian say or how would GOD advise you on this topic - then I would advise her.
Say the topic didn't have a moral issue. Each topic filters by which of my personal filters means the most or has the most impact according to my hierarchy.
I hope that makes sense...
Well...now my hierarchy has changed (only not really). Now, that I'm engaged - I have to adjust it because I'm now embracing someone as a part of me. So I have to redefine how my hierarchy affects someone else. For the most part it works, only once the boo and I are officially ONE - I have to think what affects my family first. And that's Biblical, Paul often warned about being married, because when you're single you can focus all of your energy on God...but when you're married - you have to consider your spouse and your family needs first.

Corinthians 7
32But I would have you without carefulness. He that is unmarried careth for the things that belong to the Lord, how he may please the Lord:
33But he that is married careth for the things that are of the world, how he may please his wife.
34There is difference also between a wife and a virgin. The unmarried woman careth for the things of the Lord, that she may be holy both in body and in spirit: but she that is married careth for the things of the world, how she may please her husband.

Or the Amplified version:

32My desire is to have you free from all anxiety and distressing care. The unmarried man is anxious about the things of the Lord--how he may please the Lord;
33But the married man is anxious about worldly matters--how he may please his wife--
34And he is drawn in diverging directions [his interests are divided and he is distracted from his devotion to God]. And the unmarried woman or girl is concerned and anxious about the matters of the Lord, how to be wholly separated and set apart in body and spirit; but the married woman has her cares [centered] in earthly affairs--how she may please her husband.

Paul goes on to say, he's not saying your cursed if you're married, but just warning you that things will be different and the way you used to look at things will change from God to the person you're married to:

35Now I say this for your own welfare and profit, not to put [a halter of] restraint upon you, but to promote what is seemly and in good order and to secure your undistracted and undivided devotion to the Lord.

And it doesn't just begin the day you say I Do - you basically start almost functioning as one unit because after you make everything official and let people know your intentions, you begin operating as one unit. Everything you do from that point on affects the person you're with. You share monies for saving for the wedding, making living decisions for after the marriage, jointly decide career decisions, families meet and everything becomes....ONE.

SO my hierarchy has shifted now - to say:
First, how does this affect my family/husband (according to God's word)? Next, how does this affect my Christianity?
Thirdly, how does my being an African American play into this? and lastly - as a woman, what will this mean?

Call it crazy...but it works for me...

Making a List, checking it twice...

2008-10-03T15:12:00.001-07:00

i got some things i need to do...a ton of things.

so i'm going to set a date of 12/31/2013 to do all of this stuff - 5 years, seems like a complete round number :)

i'm inspired by a fellow blogger from college

her list was much cooler than i think mines will be, but I will not be discouraged, lol.

and i'm not going to capitalize anything...b/c lowercase rocks!!! unless i'm referring to GOD - he gets caps boiiiii!

1. get married for under $30,000
2. buy a house
3. have a banging wardrobe
4. get a big promotion
5. get my juris doctor
6. cook at least 5 imes a week for my fiance/husband -when we're married have hot breakfast on the weekends.
7. lose 40 more lbs - just b/c I want to be the flyest plus size girl on earth ;)
8. put God first, consult him before every major decision
9. read at least 12 books a year
10. finish my book
11. self publish my book, if I have to
12. cabos san lucas - believe it!
13. shop in Italy
14. be more patient....waaay more
15. cruise it - somewhere exotic
16. take at least one vacation a year
17. study the word of God on some form at least 4 times a week
18. pray every morning before work
19. exercise at least 4 days a week
20. bless someone not related to me, tremendously, twice a year
21. join the Praise Team
22. volunteer - community based
23. vote in every election I'm eligble to vote in
24. be good to my hair :)
25. sing at an open mic night
26. be responsible
27. develop a stronger work ethic
28. brand myself
29. start my own business

30. buy 3 designer bags

31. keep pedicures in the summer and winter

32. drink at least 6-8 glasses of water a day

33. always remember to keep a 5 to 1 ratio (5 goods to 1 negative)

34. write often

35. buy my parents something fabulous b/c they were the bestamest parents on earth

36. create something bigger than myself

37. live up to Proverbs 31: 10- the end

38. challenge myself to surpass this list

39. love is all we need

40. watch the disney channel, nick or the "n" - never grow up

41. decorate my house the way i always wanted for Christmas - lights!

42. show appreciation

43. tell my parents, "I love you" more

44. don't sweat the small stuff

45. write/create/draw/collage my vision/hope/dreams of the future

46. be a woman of Action

47. help someone whenever i can

48. eat more sushi

49. hold hands often

50. remember that this is just the beginning

Change in direction

2008-09-29T14:06:00.000-07:00

I've decided to use this blog as a platform to talk about everything I feel, except Personal Finance - as I already have a blog dedicated to this function. Many times I've tried to do that on this blog, but it seems like every time I tried to put my fingers to the keyboard, what I type comes out poetic, thoughtful and less like a conversation. So what ends up happening is, I feel this immense amount of pressure when it comes to this blog - because the stuff I wrote before is freaking good! Like its some deep, feeling, emotional, type stuff. So I always feel like I'm competing with myself to make this blog entry better than the rest.

Which results in my being afraid of this blog.

Yep, I said it...I'm scared of my Collection of Moments blog - and I embrace my Personal Finance blog b/c there's no pressure there to say clever metaphors, sassy comebacks and convey deep emotion.

So the end result - I'm going to still allow this blog to be a collection of "moments" - who said each moment has to be filled with love? or well written? or deep?

No one!

So today - I'm still sorta struggling with the fact that I have to keep my nails done - my mom's MAKING me. Ever since I got my engagement ring....this has been a continuous personal committment. I want to stop it, but its like drugs, you cannot break the habit! Acrylic makes your nails brittle, so its like you HAVE to keep the nails and they do look SOO much better, especially when you're CONSTANTLY showing your hands off. But I hate the maintenence, monetary and time committment and I hate when it get old!! Cleaning up, more opportunity to BREAK them and it HURTS when it gets hit the wrong way! GRRR...so I'm at a crossroads - what to do? what to do?

In other news - I work at Freddie Mac....I think that's about all I need to say about that.

I've come to figure out that I LOVE hosting events - ONLY if they are well executed by me. LOL. I hate it when I'm not in control and I need for all things to be according to schedule. Making people wait and not being on time - makes me not-so-happy.

Wedding planning - I hate these retarded wedding vendors who take FOREVER to get back to you....errrr what? I mean seriously - I asked you ONE question, just write back...and then let me decide whether or not I want to sign your contract, thanks.

Oh yeah, word to the wise - when you're engaged to someone, you enter into this new "wedding planning" land with them - and let's just say, the pressure to put on this "event" (yes, I'm aware that I chose that word) makes you and the love of your life act a bit out of character...just a bit. Needless to say, your love has to be strong and your patience loooooong (on both sides). Let me just say for the record - the qualities that I LOVE about my fiance - are so annoying during the planning process (yep, again, I SAID IT!!!)!!! I LOVE that my baby is a strong educated male. One with great opinions and ideas that are sometimes the opposite of mines. I love that he doesn't back down from a challenge and I'm always proud to call him a MAN, MY MAN :)

This (what I just described)...not soo cute when you're questioning why I don't wanna wear a veil!! Because I DON'T WANNA!!! lol....

he's going to kill me when he sees this (sad face)

I love you pook-tastic ;)

I also love that he's secure enough to not even flinch when I call him the craziest pet names, in public and his boys laugh at him...and he still answers me like he didn't hear them (kisses on the cheek)!

Love - in general - aside from the wedding planning - GOSH - I've learned so much for you! I've seen you in different forms, manifesting in friends, coworkers and associates...

and I'm going to be honest - I hate how the quest for you dominates people so much and turns them into a shell of the person they once were. I love how you make me feel every time I fall to sleep in my finace's arms. I love the person I've turned into because of you. I hate the lack of you in the world. I love the passionate version of you. I love the calm, every day - "I could sit and play on the computer, while he watches the football game" version of you. I love when I see you and you're real :) I LOATHE imitators of you. I love the GOD in you....Love - I LOVE you!

Ignorance...I feel sorry for people who operate in it. Stupidity - definitely detest you...

I want a raise....now. I guess it's true, the more you make the more you want to make? Or something like that.....

I've been thinking about baby names for my children lately - I swear I can see those little jokers running around our future house....it makes me excited. I'm SO ready to be a wife. Like really ready - I want to embrace this next phase of my life, head on. I love cooking for my fiance. I hate cleaning - but I love the feeling get when my apartment is clean and he comes over and says my new comforter I picked out is pretty. I love my Sam's Club membership - I like shopping in bulk. I went to the grocery store the other day and scoffed at the prices - out loud. I love making decisions with someone who's opinion I value, I respect and think the world of (I'm the girl in the picture above, discussing major life decisions with my eternal partner *smile*) Making someone else happy is a great challenge that I embrace, I try to find the cutest e-cards, coupon books and other random tokens of affection so I can "outdo" him in the race of love. I like hanging out with other couples (read: cool couples) - and I looooooooove going to church with my fiance and holding his hand during the sermon. I'm excited for pre martial counseling and in 2-3 years...I cannot wait to have his children. I'm a sap - whatever, talk about me. I used to be one of the naysayers and I'm an in-love loser - and i LOVE it. HECK, I even like PUBLIC DISPLAYS OF AFFECTION!!! THAT'S RIGHT!!! I'm sure some people who used to know me in high school and college are like, WHAT?!?! WHO!??! Yep - it's me...

That's today's collection of moments - I'll be back tomorrow :)

Thank You...

2008-08-28T14:31:00.001-07:00

This collection of moments includes the ups and downs of love up to this point in my life.

but Saturday

Saturday, August 23, 2008 changed everything...

When I tell you that love has completely surprised me, know that I'm telling the truth

Everything that I ever believed about love...

BLACK love

changed the day HE entered my life.

I used to think that you had to work really hard for love

that a man could never do something, just because....

well, maybe he could, but those days were few and far between.

I used to think that women's ideas and goals

were so far from what a man wanted.

And now I know differently.

Now...I know that if you dream of someone who will appreciate and value you for who you really are,

God will send him to you.

It doesn't matter how many Ishmael's come - Issac is on his way.

I'm not acting like it did it all perfect.

God knows that I've made mistakes and spent too much time dwelling over ones that he didn't have for me

but I think God for his GRACE and MERCY.

He allowed me to realize that I'm much too important of a person to settle for less than His best.

He showed me that I needed to focus on me.

Get my life in order.

Clean up my house.

BE HAPPY WITH MYSELF.

Learn to love every piece of me.

He showed me that I'm not perfect and told me things I needed to work on.

He let me run away, only to realize that it all came BACK to HIM.

So, I thank God for showing me some things that I wasn't able to see for myself.

And now He tells me to WRITE it.

To show other women

BLACK women

that if we LOVE ourselves and honor CHRIST - first and foremost

He can and he will give you what your heart desires.

So I've changed it all.

My opinions on love

and how it works...

There is a man who will treat you like a queen

and be on the SAME PAGE you are.

Even when I thought it was CRAZY that I KNEW he was my husband on our first date.

I fell in love with him that night at the movie theatre.

God intertwined our thoughts and our hearts both beat the same rhythm.

Some people said our romance was fast and we needed to slow it down...some people even laughed when I said, I found him.

I thought our pace would dissipate because of the naysayers and then you SILENCED them...

with a ring

and three simple words, Will you marry me?

I say three, even though I know it's four because I SCREAMED, YES YES YES YES YES YES YES !

before you could get that last word out.

God has blessed me tremendously.

Never did I understand his truly undying love for me

until he sent me

HIM.

THREE AM

2008-08-16T23:52:00.001-07:00

It's three am and I can't go to sleep.

I think its' because my mind is full, my heart is happy, my mouth is eager to speak.

But my sister is out with my other roommate and my boyfriend is sleeping.

My other roommate is out of town and my college roommate is in Virginia Beach with her boyfriend.

My SPBFF is probably sound asleep because...it is 3 am.

So I turn to one of my very best friends. My thoughts.

I realized today that I am happy with my thoughts, even though they scare me at times.

And the only reason they scare me is because they're tinged with reality.

A reality full of favor, blessings, slight insecurities, overall exuberance, clarity and partly cloudy skies...

My last post, I exclaimed, I AM ME!

and I am :) so happily me...

What a great feeling to have....even with it's 3 am in the morning.

I think AM means, in the morning - but somethings you have to write out twice...for emphasis.

I'm happy that I am not at odds with myself. I think that true acceptance of each flaw, each quirk is the true essence of happiness....

Realizing that you may not have all of the answers, just a lot of gut feelings...

and blind faith - its enough :)

I think that's all for now....

There's so much more I could say - but some things, you have to let tickle the corners of your heart and mind only.

I'll relish that part of me

and let no one see :)

GOOD MORNING!

I am me....

2008-08-07T12:27:00.000-07:00

I am comfortable.
Being Me.
I am completely at ease with who I am.
I think that is a profound statement
Considering many people are struggling to figure out who they are.
I say, I am a lover.
A companion to a great man, who loves me for who I am
Embraces the things that make me different
Love the curves, the lumps and bumps, my body
Tells me each day that when I open my mouth to speak
He falls deeper in love with me.
I say, I am a friend.
Not the best friend...but I try to do what I know is right.
Sometimes I get it wrong. At times, I know I've said hurtful things...
Mostly out of love, but perception, is, in fact, reality.
But I see the best in my friends. I want them to be their best.
I have their best interest in heart. So I learn...
I learn to shut up and to realize sometimes the best thing you can do it listen
and hope they make the best out of their lives.
And if or when they ever need you...make yourself available.
Loyalty, Honestly and Dependability - I am a friend.
I say, I am a sister.
Maybe I try too hard to make sure you don't fall in the same traps I did...
Can you blame me? I just want to make sure you're better than I am.
I am the best sister in the world...I'm not bragging, it's true.

This must be how a mother feels...except without the child birth.
I am most proud of you and who you've become.
I am to you, what I wish an older person was to me - and I'm good at it.
Aren't you glad...
I say, I am larger than life.
Its taken a long time to TRULY embrace myself. My words, my actions, my body, my hair.
Everything that makes me grand, big, loud, large...and I like it.
Fabulously, effortlessly, wonderfully bigger than you can ever imagine.
Healthy, Actively me.

I may not be under 5'3 or weigh what society tells me...
but I am beautiful
I say, I am pretty....beauty is not defined by what Eurocentrics think or tell me.
What shown on videos, magazines or TVs.

Beauty is twisting my hair,
two strand twists,

so when I make up in the morning my Afro is FIERCE!

Sun kissed golden brown skin, bright smile, pink lips,

large eyes, large thighs, medium bust, big hips...

I am sweeeeeet.

Foreign Land....

2008-08-04T08:22:00.001-07:00

your words have moved me to an unfamiliar space
somehow a reassured confident woman is now nervous....
I'm not sure how to occupy this brand new place

scared, butterflies, fear of the unknown
isn't that how you put it the other day?

20 something year old black man - why is it hard being grown?

never knew that the thought of the big day
would make you feel the opposite of me
invoking fear of flight - that's what you say

i placed you on a pedestal, that no other man has been
confident that my prince charming never knew the meaning of cold feet
but one moment of honesty, much to my chagrin

i see you strong, tall, large, grand
commanding, deep voice, intense gaze
big hands

nervous of what, making a happily ever after come true?
scared of obeying God's command?

i didn't know whether i should cry or write
should I be happy your honest, should I run for cover
take flight?

i write the happy things, the love things,
never been inspired much by tears
guess there's a first time for everything
even if hasn't happened in years...

you're just man
i put my confidence in Christ

just give me a chance to heal
just as you prayed for us last night

you held my hand, kissed my fingers
asked God to reveal to me you're only human.
you're just scared about changing my life forever
Making sure we are a success, not ending in ruin...

but a part of me you changed last night
i just need a bit of time
to adjust to seeing you in a different light

a man
pure and simple
capable of making a mistake

a man
young and single
nervous about the future
confident in his love for me

a
man

the
man
God
sent
me...

baby do those things...

2008-07-28T10:50:00.000-07:00

today i you told me everything i wanted to hear
granted it wasn't under the most normal circumstances
but that's neither there...nor here.
you said things that i dreamed of hearing you say
not the things you just repeat
when i say it first, that day
i know you mean it even though it lacks that sounds i want to hear
that urgent yearning, wanting, needing
that sounds like the cheesy best selling romance of the year
its just that you give to me in doses
like each nugget of your affection
is special to me like those roses
that I dried, the first ones you gave to me, valentines day
i didn't expect anything from you that day
forgive me if each of your words taste like honey to me
the sounds of your voice sweet like heaven to me
i crave listening to your heart beat
playing with your size 14 feet
falling asleep on your chest, in your arms, in our world
babe i need to hear you say it one more time
before I go to sleep
maybe you didn't realize it was this deep
for me to hear you say it the way I wanna hear it said
wanna climb into your bed
or have you sing to me
even if you forget the words
see you dance for me
take me outta here, into your world
you can't just give it to me once
and not expect me to become a fiend
of those precious timeless words that
you show me how much i mean
to you in the most special way
i don't care what time of day
just say to me
what you know I love to hear
anything from the heart

the things I treasure...moments I hold dear ;)

I rhymed..ha ha

When I grow up....

2008-07-28T10:25:00.000-07:00

I told myself today, YOU ARE AN ADULT

and I think I mean every word that I say

only its hard to fathom

because I'm stuck somewhere between

buying a house and

playing make believe.

I keep having dreams of my future sons

and how much hair my daughter's going to have

but then I remembered how I stayed up till 2am last night

watching episodes of Baldwin Hills

and That's So Raven.

Oh, how I laughed with my boyfriend

about how silly each character was

And during the afternoon, this past Sunday

I went to Six Flags on my season's pass.

I bought it because I knew I would go more than 1 time

and get my money's worth.

I'M AN ADULT, I told myself today

but I can't wait to get home and play in the Wii

and battle my roommates in a tennis tournament.

Yeah, I have roommates...so what - what's wrong with that??

my rent costs less than some people's car payments

so - don't judge me, lol..

And I went out to the dancing with my girls the other night

and watched the newest Batman movie

then I played hand clap games on the National Harbor

remembering "how to get the rhythm of the HOOOOOT DOG"

singing "down, down baby, down by the roller coaster"

WOW how long ago was that?

Not too long ago, I think to myself.

Today, I said - GIRL YOU ARE AN ADULT - as I looked in the mirror.

I pulled some curls towards my face.

put on some make-up, brushed my teeth.

put on a black skirt, fitted white top, black peep toes and gray shell earrings

grabbed my company laptop, and a bowl of fruit.

got on the elevator, hopping in my mazda6.

sped down 495

...10 minutes late.

Yep...I'm an adult :)

that's what I told myself...today, as I logged onto my computer - pulled up Solitaire and got

ready

play

regular musings....

2008-07-25T05:54:00.001-07:00

SO i was told that needed to update my blog the other day. the thing with me is, if i'm not inspired, I usually cannot write. it has to be this thing, like this thing that wakes me up from my sleep and no matter how much I try to fight it, i have to get up and write. its usually one word. i don't write it out, like they used to teach you in elementary school and make a word map (remember those with the clouds and stuff). i don't make an outline, but when it's done, it looks like i tried to organize it some type of way...only i didn't. the one thought usually comes out structured, when its all said and done.
SO today...i have not pressing thoughts. not ones that make me wanna get up and write.
but my mind it filled with a bunch of stuff. sometimes the stuff is so complex, i don't want to write it. perhaps I'm embarrassed for people to see the everyday thoughts in my mind. i think because i think they're not good enough to write in this blog. if i'm going to publish my post, it has to be good stuff.
SO i wait until its an urging in my spirit, until the writing it so big it can't contain itself in my head or the thoughts are so profound that they have to go somewhere. maybe i'm scared that my regular musing won't get received or perhaps my random thoughts may offend someone. i think because the things I think of everyday is how i hate going to work. don't get me wrong, i don't hate my job. i'm blessed to have my job. its a great job. and i get paid good money..but what if I don't want to GO?
SO you see my everyday thoughts are full of who established this system of working 5 days a week? and how come everyone's scared to ask my supervisor can we telework for one day out of the week, especially since it's corporate policy. general litigation is busy...but shoot, i can do some of this crap on a home pc. trust me. and then my other thoughts are how come I don't have enough dresses? every time i go to the store, i buy at least 3...so how come I've ran out today and i have to wear dress slacks?? i hate pants in the summer time. why can't i bum it up with my boyfriend today? and how come our titles both say we're analysts? who made up that term and did they do it to make us feel better about our positions? i mean seriously...what the heck is a systems analyst or a legal analyst?

and who cares...

1095 Days

2008-07-02T13:36:00.000-07:00

Each written work possesses a back story.
Its own set of tears or smiles
a particular set of circumstances
its individual place in time.

I find myself reliving each moment
triumphant in each victory
crushed with every downfall
enamored with every happy ending.

1095 days of my life
the ages of 22 to 25
marked with every pivotal emotion
each public in their posting
private in their occurrence.

i wrote to keep my sanity
i wrote to rejoice
i wrote to explain my confusion
i wrote to tell you off
i wrote until my fingers hurt
i wrote when i couldn't sleep
i wrote when i loved
i wrote when i hated
i wrote to write
i wrote to pray
i wrote to read
read me
get me
get him
get rid of him
get into me
get into God
God get him to me
so i can
learn him
know him
love him
love me
love him loving me
love me loving him
love learning love
loving correctly
correcting me
correcting him
in love
walk beside him
him beside me
i write
i wrote
i wrote him
i dreamed him
i'm dreaming
i'm writing
i'm living

my dream :)

happy anniversary T...
07/02/08

STOP ASKING ME!!!!! ;)

2008-07-02T11:49:00.003-07:00

Current mood: blessed
He's such an afterthought to me

Hey where's so and so

Who? Are you asking me…seriously?
Haven't even spoken for quite some time

And each day I go through the motions
Promise you – he's NOT on my mind

For some reason you look at me in shock

Like it's hard for you to believe

That I could be so completely happy

As though my heart should be bleeding

That you assumed you would see it

On my sleeve
Hardly pumping and gasping for air
Like on some type of life support
Surprised that you would think that I would care
I feel like this question is a joke

Didn't I tell you I would be okay

Like my girl Chrisette said

With her tall boots

Walking high

And her purse on her inner elbow crease
Big hips switching side to side

That's who I channeling
When I'm thinking "to the left, to the left"

I ain't even on the bitter stuff
I just wish you would stop with this
Incessant, constant question asking

This badgering… This probing…
I'm good, I'm promise you…

I told you I would be…
I'm on my mobile facebook – updating my status…
JUST….Soooooooooooooooooooooo happy

Sweet on something new

Focused on MY Business
Streams of income to field my destiny
Shopping to UP my game

Stylin in some new demin
Wearing peep toe pumps with tights
Writing out my dreams in an endless sea of blogs

Afterthoughts – exactly – I can't even remember

What did you ask me a second ago?

Shooot…
My calendar's open – stop talking to me about THAT September

yaaaaaaaah trick yaaaaaaaaah!

2008-07-02T11:49:00.001-07:00

silly silly groupie...don't you understand?
that losing your self worth is more expensive than that autograph on your hand??
some women would do anything to be a man's priority
your nothing more than an option in his "potential bed post notch" category
i'm tired of raising the bar
and trying to show him how a lady conducts herself
if she had a bit of integrity
and an ounce of self worth
the question I want to propose to you
is how do you feel after he's had his hands all over you?
and then never calls you? texts you, unless he wants you to come through??
and God forbid it be at a normal hour like 7 in the evening
and he asks you out on a date so yall be can seen out in public.
naw he wants you to come over, chill - watch tv, so yall can "connect"
i'm sure that's exactly what he wants to do
get to know you
with the lights off
and figure out exactly who you are - through and through...
don't you get tired of putting yourself out there
only to find you ain't the only one?
that's he's been running this same tired lame game
in fact, it's easier when he doesn't refer to you by name
he just calls you boo, baby, or honey
maybe it would be more real to you if you exchange an act for money...
at least then you could benefit from the transaction
instead of him slowly breaking down your spirit each time he gets some "backseat action"
i'ma stop pulpitting for a second and just let this breath
i'm just so sick of you writing foolishness on your myspace page
thinking you've won...like you've got the ultimate trick up your sleeve
silly silly groupie...give it a rest
you're not happy in your present state - your lifestyle is a mess..
stop shouting out the haters and doing inappropriate picture poses
we're all hip to your game...everything's not coming up roses..

ha ha...
a lot of that rhymed

i'm done

rant.

7

2008-07-02T11:48:00.001-07:00

Wednesday, February 13, 2008

Current mood: jubilant

in less than 7 days
you completely changed my life
perception of what I
thought perfection was
in less than 7 days
saw my vision
Habakkuk chapter two verse two
in less than 7 days
saw flashes of the future
us in the congregation lifting hands
in less than 7 days
heard God speaking clearly
to me and you
in less than 7 days
fell in sync at first date
talking till 2 am
in less than 7 days
couldn't imagine you not in my life
saying things like I know I'm your wife
in less than 7 days
got me calling my mom and dad
asking them what they think
in less than seven days
our sisters saying its the Spirit
bringing us close
in less than seven days
got me praying on my knees
asking God could it really be me
In less than seven days?

Feb 6th, 2008

2008-07-02T11:47:00.000-07:00

Current mood: amorous Category: Romance and Relationships

I remember the first day I looked at you and saw you for you really were. You just got a fresh haircut and you're goatee was freshly trimmed. I thought... Hmm – he looks handsome tonight. I remember the butterflies I felt when I walked though my apartment lobby and the click clack of my high boots. I saw my reflection in the mirror and thought to myself – okay….looking good girl. And I smiled. Then wondered did you see me smile? Shoot…I probably looked sorta goofy, smiling to myself and no ones around. Is he looking at me walking towards this glass door? Perhaps I need to try to look cool. Maybe I can switch my hips a bit more….if he's looking….and make it look like I walk like this all of the time. I bet I'm smiling again – laughing at myself. Time to open the door. Is he going to get out of the car?? You do. Crap – what to say? Hi! How are you? You say, you look nice… Thanks – you got your hair cut! I like it like this. We hug. I'm nervous. He's so tall. I feel small with you. Like you can beat up the world. Like no one will harm me…ha ha. He better open my door –next thought. You don't hesitate. I CLIMB in the Suburban. I wonder how he drives this thing. How much is gas?? Uh oh - Am I supposed to unlock the door for him? I watch you walk around your car. Oh…it's already unlocked… whew! I'm not too good at this type of stuff. You get in…I remember you smelled like fresh laundry. No cologne. That's not really your style. You thumb through about 800 bootleg Cds. I think to myself, if he was my boyfriend, I would get him an ipod. We drive to the movie theatre. Some smooth R&B plays in the background. This is kinda romantic – I think…sorta sappy too. What to say, what to say. We make jokes, small talk and such about life, work and the rest. Where is your coat, he asks when we arrive. Its WARM outside! Like 70 degrees! I exclaim. He's wearing a big peacoat. He looks handsome. I feel small again. I like feeling like that. We walk into the theatre AND do something cheap like show them our college ids. It's only a $1 off. But it's worth it. You asks if I'm hungry. It's the first date – no eating allowed…lol No, I say. We go into an empty theatre and you make some sorta corny joke about where do I wanna sit. It's funny – I like goofy guys. Shoot – I'm still nervous. Does this end?? The nervousness, I mean. Not the date. The dates cool – he's fun, I think as we walk dead center in the middle of the theatre….ohh, here comes that seating part. The new fangled theatres have the armrest to pull up. Is he going to pull it up? And make our seats - LOVE seats?? LOL Dang, he does it before he even sits!! He already had it planned out - lol Hmm – how should I sit next to him? Is he really going to eat all of those pretzel bites? I hope his breath doesn't stink. I find a good place to sit. Not too close, not too far. You say something – you're breath smells warm…but not stinky. I can deal with it. Ummm – okay, this movies' weird. We both look at each other and laugh – he pulls me close to him… I fall into his arms. You fall into my heart.

You're gonnna miss my love....

2008-07-02T11:36:00.001-07:00

Part of me wishes you would’ve fought harder to win me back. Wishes you could've realize the gem you had in front of you. I was that person who held you down when no one else had your back. Showed you your potential, helped you become a man, but I guess that wasn't enough for you to fight for me. Even when you hurt and betrayed me, I came back and showed that I would be loyal in the midst of anything - yet and still, it wasn't enough for you. I tried to be your friend, grow with you, wait for you, but I cannot wait my entire life for you to become something that you may never be. Part of me is pissed off b/c I spent so much time trying to turn this coal of a relationship into a diamond - but Baby....I just can't take all of the pressure and heat necessary for this thing to change into something beautiful...I'm not built for that kind of pain and hurt. That sad thing is I don't think you see what it is that you've done to me. And maybe you don't see it b/c God has spared me the feelings of bitterness and distress. He showed me who I am in Him and I don't have the base my self worth in the fact that you treated me like the dirt beneath your feet. Even in the midst of all of this, I can still say I love you...but that's neither here nor there. Thank God, my heart has healed and this is the last bit of closure I need. You say, Teach me to love???? I cannot teach what hasn't been learned at this point, especially if you aren't willing or ready to learn. Like I said in an earlier blog...it's TIME OUT for missionary dating...
It's time for me....
So this is my farewell to pain, hurt, misunderstanding and drama.
I don't need it anymore...and I certainly won't take it from YOU..no matter HOW much I LOVED you.

avant-garde...

2008-07-02T11:35:00.002-07:00

Current mood: optimistic Category: Life
some type of mental stimulation, intellectual connection, verbal vibration has me giddy as all get out recently and I can't seems to differentiate between mondays and wednesdays and fridays and tuesdays and sundays and thursdays and saturdays because the days just seems to blur into this continuous mess of emotions and it makes me wonder how in the world i allowed this cerebral stimulus, mind union, spoken sensation take to me a place that has me flighty as ______.